Blink-182 Pathetic Novels & Stories

Blue I suddenly felt very angry with whoever was behind this nonsense They have no idea what I'm capable of doing How dare they treat me like this? Even Neptune and his subjects couldn't treat me like this Me: no ooo! I screamed and bit his lips with all the strength left in me He staggered back Clint: you can't help yourself Blue. You're helpless Me: hahaha, me? Helpless? Or it's you who's helpless? He smirked Clint: one of your friends is dead already, you want to end up like him? Okay, no problem

**** i cant wait to rip you all to shreds ! T H I S I S N O T A D R E A M walking on eggshells is far more difficult with digitigrade legs, im not gonna try to be nice anymore i dont need to be nice anymore why be nice when you can ****? why just **** when you can slaughter? nobody can stop me from lighting up the post office, nobody can stop me from gouging out your eyes im no god but im closer than you im no angel but you might be soon

Bash explained like a child, and even made the sound of 'phew'. Panda's tears were controlled by her napkin. Thankfully she had no makeup on or it would have been messy. ("You promised me! Bash you said you won't relapse again, you swore on our friendship! Do you not value what we have? Huh? Look at you, what have you done to yourself? Do you want to die? How many times? Not many are as lucky as you are to relapse and still survive even after three times. I am done Bash I am through with this.")

The man begs to her but she doesn't pay any heed to his any words and ask him to go after giving him his money One employee says to his colleagues "He really thought he had bought Zoya Siddiqui just because he was paying a small amount of money." To which his colleague replies sarcastically "Naive!" On the other side Zoya gets down from her black Bentley and enters into the a building named 'White Rose Kindergarten and Day Care'

As we drew closer, I addressed Blaze, my voice firm and commanding. "Blaze." He regarded me with a smug, self-assured expression, his eyes glinting with malevolence. Then, in a low, hypnotic chant, he spoke the words: "Per manus autem quod amans, et veniet tibi mors." As he finished speaking, his eyes transformed, turning an eerie shade of white that seemed to pierce through the very soul.

F*ck, I’m doomed! **********

My reasoning is because I was focusing on finishing off high school, had to deal with graduation and family matters, and most of all I was unmotivated and I have been. Yes, I know it sounds like an excuse but I'd rather write Blinded when I'm motivated rather than write crappy chapters that I don't enjoy writing. So for the month of June, I'm going to take a break from writing, find some sort of motivation, and overall figure out what direction I want Blinded to go. So for right now, it is a goodbye unit next month. Sorry for the delay. -L.N.F

Ping added quietly, “…there’s no going back.”

I tilted my head as I watched his face, “but technically; I’m just a fragment of the Goddess, not the whole shebang.” “The Goddess?” Kelly was squinting at me as if trying to see something that wasn’t there. “Why isn’t he acting all zombie brained?” Sophie pouted. “I was wondering that too,” I chewed on my lower lip. “Maybe the blood bond helps. Part of you is flowing thru his veins, so it’s less of a shock?” Sophie mused. “That sounds logical, but Dmitri went full catatonic on me, remember.” “Yeah, but how many times has Blake ever spanked you?” Sophie teased, make me and Kelly blush.

“ARGHHHHHH……” Blackout.